Carsick

I'm a crabby bitch today. my head hurts and I'm in my room watching movies while a million people are upstairs watching top model and project runway. it's okay, this is me taking care of myself. Also, I made soup. you know i love soup. And ate it in bed while watching said movie. then a laffy taffy bar, one of the huge ones. then milk and cookies. then a bag of swedish fish. you know i love swedish fish, too.
my writing class was great today, I turned in my last essay, and had a conversation with a woman i really like who is a great writer... we paired up to do critical reviews for each other. then history class was canceled and I got to come home. so it turned out to be a good day, technically. i'm just a pooper.
hormones. i wonder what pregnancy is going to be like.
also, in this state, something that i really want to not hurt anymore still really does. sometimes so very badly. I'm wishing i had rented a cheesy romantic comedy so i could start the waterworks... and think of something other than that particular sore spot.
instead i got The Adventures of Baron von Munchausen, Ratatouille, and Life in the Undergrowth - which is a movie about bugs and I'm very excited about it.
ok. i feel like wallowing, so I'm going to go do so, privately.
love.